With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal-Chapter 584 - 536: Huaihai Dragon King, Son of the Two Saints!
Fire wisdom is closely tied to comprehension, something he particularly lacks.
The effect of speeding up proficiency is truly a treasure.
Meng Chuan couldn’t help but smile because, like this useful trait, he still had the four elements of metal, wood, water, and earth waiting for Limit Breaking...
By then, with resistance to all five elements, not even the harshest terrains could hinder him.
He could roam unhindered through various extreme weather Demon Nests!
Simultaneously, upon gathering the five major Dharma Bodies, he could activate the set effect of the "Five Elements Dharma Wheel" and ascend with ease!
Thinking of this, he realized his bond with the Five Elements Fist was still not solid enough and needed further deepening...
"When I return to Yong’an, I must make a trip to Rosy clouds Mountain to pay homage to the late King Xiang..."
The causes of the former dynasty bore the fruits of his present.
One must know gratitude, and he should send King Xiang a great burial ground...
...
Having reviewed the effects of the new trait, he casually filled the "Fire Flame Body" into the five-element wheel.
"Five Elements Qiankun Dharma: Third time Limit Breaking (10%) → (20%)"
Having previously comprehended it thoroughly and broken through the limits, this Dharma can now only be filled with Intermediate traits.
Lacking intermediate five-element traits at hand, he had been stalled for a period.
Now, all several major five-element fists are gradually approaching Perfection in their Limit Breaking.
The accumulation of proficiency would gradually accelerate, and the day of the fourth-tier core Limit Breaking was not far.
The newly assimilated five-element martial principles caused Meng Chuan’s Heart Spirit to sink, and vibrations echoed from the inner landscape under the sky dome.
The anomalies dissipated, the sounds quieted, and the Five Elements Divine Mountain elevated once again.
Through introspection, he compared and found it had grown by a solid ten inches.
Measuring it, Meng Chuan pondered silently:
"Still about a hundred inches short, and my Five Elements Divine Mountain will reach the sky dome; by then, without needing fusion, I can break through the ’Know Thyself’ realm of my combat art."
Should the fusion between the Divine Mountains continue to climb, addressing both aspects concurrently.
The breakthrough time could be advanced.
Meng Chuan estimated if King Xiang’s remaining four-element fists could also ascend by ten inches or so.
Then, integrating the Baji Fist line’s primary, firm-strike martial method Divine Mountain, the breakthrough could almost be advanced.
Yet the precondition is for the martial principles of this school method to elevate further.
The internal Divine Mountains’ merging corresponds to the hand-in-hand fusion of external methods.
Baji still awaits enhancement.
"Upon returning to Yong’an, I’ll seek Uncle Liu to learn a True Skill of Baji..."
The Liu family holds deep roots and is an ancient martial Baji lineage among the rare in San Qin.
If able to learn the true art of Eight Extremes Spear God Li Wenshu, that would be splendid.
His intent scattered within the inner landscape, in a flash appeared within the sea of consciousness.
Meng Chuan glanced around, quite satisfied.
The "sea level" of the entire sea of consciousness, compared to before, had risen by about one-twentieth, a significant enhancement.
Equivalent to a 5% increase in the total spiritual power.
This amount, if entirely gained through the ’Tao Heart planting a Demon’ circulation, would take three to four months of painstaking practice.
Such is the power of traits, remarkably mystical.
"Five Elements Dharma Body" function two:
The mana flow strap increases the maximum mana capacity within the body by up to (1/5) during True Skills and Five Elements Fist Limit Breaking.
It can increase four more times, not bad.
This breakthrough’s benefits can be described as pulling one hair and moving the entire body, leaving Meng Chuan highly satisfied.
Such is the hidden advantage that comes with the increasing number of traits attached over time.
In the future, as he progresses further along the path of "all-encompassing traits," it will become increasingly evident.
...
Downstairs, a mentor and a young disciple are still engaged in a match.
The two of them were locked in an intense battle, with the fate of kings and generals hanging by a thread, without casting a curious glance upstairs at Meng Chuan.
Even the faint noise from his Limit Breaking didn’t attract any attention.
"Checkmate!"
Before the chess table, the young monk moved his knight to capture the elephant with vigor, delivering a fierce check.
The old monk, seemingly contemplating the chess game, actually had his eyes darting beneath his drooping eyelids.
Suddenly, his expression shifted, and he swept the chess pieces into his pouch with a hand.
"Disciple, your friend has come down, it’s unsafe at night, you both should head back early."
"... What’s unsafe?"
Jue Ming felt indignant, Master is cheating!
The old monk chuckled softly and then closed his eyes solemnly.
Blowing away the tea froth in the cup, sipping it, he resumed the "master" demeanor Meng Chuan had seen earlier:
"I won’t blame him for teaching you the Qi refining method, okay?"
That suffices...
Jue Ming felt speechless, casting a glance towards the figure on the stairs.
Meng Chuan stepped down, approaching the two.
The fire attribute aura carried out from the cultivation room entwined around his body.
The new Qi Blood brought by Limit Breaking was still slowly filling his physique.
The convergence of the two made him resemble a moving volcano.
Rolling waves of heat surged forth ahead, enveloping the entire hall in scorching gusts, suddenly becoming pungently intense.
The young monk stood up, staring blankly at the residual momentum on Meng Chuan after his martial practice.
In his heart, he was incredibly surprised; in just half a day, such changes?
Then he clasped his hands together and exclaimed:
"It seems Brother Meng’s fire attribute martial arts have progressed again, truly impressive!"
"Just a modest gain."
Then, he cupped his hands and smiled towards the old monk:
"The gains I’ve made are all thanks to the precious site guarded by the senior."
"Finished using it? You can keep the card for now and settle it altogether when you descend the mountain later."
Hearing this, he returned the card to his waist badge; this way is indeed more convenient.
However... the old monk’s tone was rigid, still the same as before, unfriendly.
He initially wanted to show a bit of talent to seek a discount, but it seems it was wishful thinking...
He concentrated his mind, gathering all mystical anomalies as if they were gathered by an invisible hand.
And then collected them all, leaving no trace.
Seeing this scene, the young monk became increasingly astonished at heart.
Such demeanor made him almost want to address Meng Chuan as a "Martial Arts Predecessor"...
The disparity grows larger.
"Don’t be in a hurry..."
The young monk quietly steadied his mind.
"Let’s go, little master, there’s porridge warming on the platform, want to eat together?"
Not knowing the relationship between the two, Meng Chuan saw that it was getting late and urged them twice to go back and have a late session of stance training.
"I will go with you, little monk."
The young monk came back to his senses, bowed to his master, and turned to leave with him.
The young people had left, and the hall was quiet.
The old monk opened his eyes, his gaze piercing.
As he looked at their retreating figures, his withered lips faintly curled upward...
On the way back, Meng Chuan and the young monk didn’t remain idle.
They discussed causality and reincarnation, or debated the realm of emptiness and form, with their words filled with Buddhist meaning.
The young monk mostly spoke sensibly, while he seemed somewhat hollow and impractical in comparison.
However, compared to the past, his understanding of Buddhist principles had made tremendous progress.
Seeing the monk’s surprised face, Meng Chuan’s expression remained unchanged.
"All phenomena are illusions..."
In his view, the current progress in Buddhist teachings was mostly just superficial.
True growth would only come when he could delve deeply into the martial arts.
...
In just a moment, the flowers had bloomed and withered several times.
In a daze, the moonlit scenery changed over and over.
Meanwhile, the nearest city to Shaoshi Mountain, Fengdeng City...
In the garrison camp outside the city, a sturdy figure dressed in a white and blue half-armor had just returned, lifting the tent flap to enter.
He removed his sturdy helmet, revealing a shiny bald head with six faint monk scars.
Someone in the camp saw him enter and greeted him with a bow, "Commander, how are the circumstances?"
The identity of the one in half-armor was immediately clear.
Fengdeng City Garrison Commander, Four Limits Martial Arts Grandmaster, Shi Cheng.
Originally a disciple of Shaolin Temple, he had later returned to secular life, still using his monastic name.
He shook his head and said nothing to his subordinate deputy.
After drinking cool tea, he took out his phone and turned to walk out of the tent.
"Let’s talk later, I’ll call Guard Cui first."
A few moments later, the call connected:
[Secretary Chen, this is Shi Cheng, Garrison Commander of Fengdeng, please connect me to the Guard.]
[Understood, Commander Shi, please hold on.]
After a few moments of silence, a refined female voice came from the other end.
The voice was succinct, getting straight to the point:
[Shi Cheng, have you found out?]
Commander Shi’s expression was serious, holding the phone with both hands, listening attentively.
The woman on the other end of the call was the Eastern Guard of the Great Chu’s four regions.
A veteran six-limits Celestial King, [Huaihai Dragon King Cui Yunyu]!
[Guard, the intensity of the demonic qi of the newborn "Chi Li" Demon Nest is indeed not high.
However, it’s only a secondary-level Demon Nest, my Fengdeng Garrison can handle it on our own.]
On the other side, Guard Cui’s voice was crisp but carried an undeniable tone:
[The Demon Nest level is low, and since it involves the Divine Temple, I plan to issue it as a national task to train the youngsters in the national talent pool, your Fengdeng Garrison just needs to ensure the lockdown.]
Commander Shi nodded, the Guard’s words were an order.
[Understood.]
...
Recently, Meng Chuan had been working tirelessly on the mountain, unaware of the passage of time.
And below Shaoshi Mountain, a new visitor arrived shortly after his arrival.
In the distance, a group was approaching, the sound of horse hooves alternating.
Headed towards the entryway to Shaolin Temple, [Mountain Gate Hall].
At the front was a tall figure.
Wrapped in clothes of unique hues, his skin was a deep yellow close to black.
With a high nose bridge and deep-set eyes, he did not resemble the people of Great Chu Central Plains.
Under him rode a tall, armored black horse, extraordinary in spirit.
Beside him was another rider, clad in light armor, with even darker skin, nearly black, and his horse was half a head shorter.
He appeared to be an attendant in terms of status.
From afar, they saw a three-bay, red-walled, green-tiled gatehouse building.
The attendant gently pulled the reins, quietly reminding: "Your Highness, we have arrived at Shaolin Temple."
The tall, robust figure in the robe was indeed someone of princely status.
The distinguished individual nodded slightly, dismounting first.
The following attendants dismounted as well, leading their horses the last stretch.
At the Mountain Gate Hall, two monks stood firm.
"Elder Shi, what’s the purpose of this Prince Fanluo’s visit to our temple?"
"I merely received an invitation from the Loulan Kingdom, stating the third prince wished to visit the mountain, but I know nothing further.
Well, they’re here now, and it will be clear then."
The two watched the procession from afar, tidying their sleeves slightly as they waited.
Apart from the monks guarding the mountain gate, the overseer of Shaolin’s external affairs, "Dongxu" Supervisor Venerable Shi, was also waiting nearby.
What kind of prince had such a grand entourage, prompting a personal reception by a fifth-limit grandmaster?
Within the Great Chu Western Regions, sects were numerous.
Each sect controlled cities, managing the populace beneath them.
Prince Fanluo was the offspring of the Esoteric Sect’s Dual Saints, also a prince of Loulan, the largest city-state in the Western Regions.
The Dual Saints, one male and one female, combined to produce more gifted descendants.
Fanluo, the couple’s youngest son, had unparalleled martial arts talent with his parents’ genetics.
And unimaginable martial arts resources.
At just twenty-two years old, he had already broken through to Martial Arts Master.
Achieving grandmaster status before thirty would be a breeze.
